Lord of the Mysteries

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At 7:30 in the evening, Moretti’s table at the table.

"Klein, why do you need to be a consultant as soon as possible? Is the security of the security company more dangerous?" Banson forked the potatoes in the potato goulash, and raised the morning thing with concern.

Klein carefully spit out the thorns of the sautéed fish and replied in advance:

"A batch of historical documents that need to be immediately transferred to Beckland. I have to check it out and make sure there are no omissions. You know, those who only wave their fists don't know Guvsack."

Hearing his answer, Benson, who chewed his mouth, couldn’t help but feel a sentence:

“Knowledge is really important.”

Taking this opportunity, Klein took out the remaining 5 pound notes and handed them to Benson:

"This is the extra reward I get today, and you also need a face-lift."

"5 pounds?" Benson and Melissa spoke at the same time.

He picked up the banknote and looked over and over again. Half of it was a surprise and half said:

"This security company is really generous..."

His one-week salary is 1 pound and 10 sules, just 6 pounds in 4 weeks, just 1 pound more than this extra reward!

And with such a salary, he feeds his younger siblings and gives them a good place to live, so that they can eat two or three times a week, and get a few new clothes every year!

"You don't doubt what I said?" Klein deliberately asked.

Benson smiled happily: "I don't think you have that ability, nor the guts, to rob the bank."

"You are not a person who can lie." Melissa stopped the knife and fork and answered seriously.

I, I am now a person who is used to lying... Clayton is a bit shy.

Although this is a realistic persecution, my sister’s belief still makes him feel awkward.

"Today's business is more urgent and important. I played a very important role in it... This is the reason for the value of 5 pounds." Klein explained slightly.

In a sense, he is telling the truth.

As for the upcoming £5 fund, which was prepared to join the Divination Club, he intends to conceal it. First, he will take 5 pounds to go home. It will really scare his brother and sister and make them suspect that they are doing it. What is not legal business, the second is to master the "dubbing" learning and mystery knowledge, and accumulate some money to buy additional materials.

Benson sat down with a bite of oatmeal bread and thought for a dozen seconds:

"My current job doesn't require too decent clothes. Well, to be precise, the clothes are too good, and the home is enough."

Not waiting for Klein to persuade, he volunteered:

"With this extra income, we really have savings. I plan to buy a few more books on accounting and go deeper. Klein, Melissa, I don't want to be another five years, my The weekly salary is still below 2 pounds. Oh, you know, my boss and my manager are filled with stools in the head, and a mouth is a stench."

"Awesome thoughts." Klein agreed, and he took the opportunity to lead a sentence, "Why don't you look at the grammar books in my room? To be a real decent person, to get enough rewards, this is quite The key factor."

Perhaps, it won't take long, civil service exams will appear in the Kingdom of Lun, and preparation in advance can take a lot of cheap...

Benson heard his eyes bright:

"I did forget this thing, come, let us toast to a better future."

Instead of drinking rye beer, he poured the oyster broth into three cups and tapped it with his brother and sister.

Drinking the clear soup, Klein looked at the sister who fought with the fried fish, and smiled low:

"In addition to Benson's books, I think Melissa needs a new dress."

Melissa raised her head and kept shaking:

"No, I think it's best..."

"Save it," Klein added to her.

"Yeah." Melissa focused on the head.

"Actually, if we don't pursue fabrics and the latest designs, it won't be too expensive. We will pick up the rest of the money." Klein said with an unrestricted attitude.

Benson also echoed a sentence:

"Melissa, don't you want to wear an old dress at Selena's 16th birthday dinner?"

Selena Wood is a classmate and good friend of Melissa. The family condition is not bad. My brother is a lawyer and my father is a senior employee of the Bingland Bank Tingen branch.

However, their so-called dinner party is to invite friends to share dinner, as well as chat and play cards.

"Okay." Melissa lowered her head, muttered and replied, and then forked a piece of beef stew.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly remembered one thing and said, she looked up:

"Mr. Xiaode next door asked the maid to send a business card. I hope that on Sunday afternoon, tomorrow at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, I will visit us half-formally and meet new neighbors."

"Mrs. Shaw?" Klein looked at her brother and sister completely.

Benson tapped the edge of the table with his fingers, thinking like a thought:

"Mrs. Shaw, 4 Daffodil Street? I have seen her husband, a senior lawyer."

"Senior lawyer... Maybe he knows Selena's brother." Melissa said with a little joy.

We are No. 2, Narcissus Street... Klein nodded slightly:

"It’s necessary to know the neighbors, but you know, I still have to go to the security company on Sunday. I can only take a break on Monday and say sorry to Mrs. Short."

Speaking of this, he remembered the neighbors of his childhood, remembered the neighbors who lived in the Iron Cross Street apartment, and laughed and said:

"Semi-official visits... Shouldn't neighbors know naturally, naturally?"

"Haha, Klein, you don't understand. You have read a lot of newspapers recently, but you haven't touched the magazines that are offered to families and to women. They call the family between 100 and 1,000 pounds a middle class. Proclaiming that this is the support of the entire kingdom, and praising the arrogance of the middle class without nobles and rich people, and not as rude as the low-income class."

Banson explained easily and happily, “These magazines simplify many of the rituals between the nobility associations as a symbol of the middle class. The difference between intimate visits, semi-formal visits and official visits comes from here.”

As he spoke, he shook his head and laughed:

“In general, the gentlemen, ladies and ladies who regard themselves as this class will pay special attention to similar details. Their visits to neighbors and friends are called morning visits from 2 pm to 6 pm.”

“Morning visit?” Klein and Melissa both asked in a strange way.

What is the morning visit from 2pm to 6pm?

Banson put down the knife and fork and smiled and said:

"I don't know why, I just read a few magazines brought by my female colleagues, um, maybe because I want to wear a morning dress to visit..."

The original morning dress was a dress at the mass and assembly, and later referred to the daytime dress, which was different from the evening dress.

"Well, you will remember to buy some good coffee powder and tea tomorrow morning, and then buy some muffins and lemon cake from Mrs. Sling. You can't be rude in front of your neighbors." Klein grinned and dipped the remaining bread. The gravy, sandwiched with potatoes, put in the mouth.

............

The next day, that is, early Sunday morning.

Klein finished the last bad tea, put down the newspaper, put on a half-high silk hat, took a silver cane, and slowly walked out the door and took the public carriage to Zouteland Street.

He and Luo Shan, who had just finished the night, intend to go to the lounge to sleep, greeted him all the way down to the ground.

Around the corner, he met a member of the night squad, "sleeper" Luo Yao. Lai Ting.

This is a very cold-looking lady with long eyebrows, large eyes and dark, silky hair.

"Good morning, Ms. Laiting." Klein smiled and said.

Luo Yao looked at him with a dark blue scorpion, and nodded his head to pay tribute.

When the two passed by, Luo Yao suddenly stopped and said to the front:

"Ritual magic is a very dangerous thing."

Ah... Klein snorted, and when he turned his body, he could only see the back of the other side.

"Thank you." He frowned and screamed at the back of Luo Yao.

Turning to the left, he quickly saw the old Neil in the arsenal, and Brett, who shouldn't have appeared here.

"Go, go to my house, I have already received the corresponding materials, and Bright also promised to help me guard." Old Neil said with a smile.

Klein was surprised at the time:

"not here?"

Old Neil took a small silver box and snorted:

"There is no room to practice ritual magic."

Klein no longer asked, followed the old Neil back to the ground, then, the two took a public carriage, all the way to the suburbs of the North District.

Old Neal’s home is a single-family house with "materials" such as roses and golden mint in the garden in front.

As soon as it entered, it was a carpeted porch with two high back chairs and an umbrella stand.

Through the porch is a spacious living room with light-colored wallpaper on the wall, the floor is dark brown, with a printed rug in the middle, and a thick round table.

The round table is surrounded by comfortable benches, chairs, and a piano.

"My deceased wife likes music very much." Old Neil pointed at the piano and said, "The sofa and the coffee table are in the living room... Our ritual magic is in the living room today."

"Okay." Klein replied somewhat cautiously.

Old Neil put down the silver casket and smiled and said:

"I will show you a ritual magic first, you pay attention to observation and memory."

During the speech, he took out a piece of parchment paper from a silver crate and painted a strange pattern on it with a specially prepared black ink with a serene scent.

Klein looked and looked and found that Neil seemed, probably, might be drawing a bill!

After the old Neil put the number "30" and the corresponding "pound" symbol in the corresponding position, Klein could no longer control himself, and asked doubtfully and slyly:

"Mr. Neil, what ritual magic do you want to perform?"

Old Neil coughed twice and answered very seriously:

"I am going to use magic to solve the 30 pound debt today."

Is this OK? Klein's eyes were wide and his mouth was half.

PS: The third is to ask for a ticket~